The words made Jamie feel cold all over, but he didn't get up from the chair. He was starting to really regret leaving Theseus' apartment that afternoon.
"And if I stay?" he asked, rubbing his wrists and looking down at his hands. "What happens then?"
Dantalion had been outside eavesdropping, waiting for the right moment. Well, the kid practically handed it to her, so she came back into the room. "If you stay, kiddo, then me and you get to have some fun," she replied, adjusting the t-shirt over Thomas' stolen frame. She smirked as Jamie visibly flinched away from her.
"You're not my dad," he spat. "Not even close."
"Maybe not," she agreed, grabbing his chin and digging her nails into it. "But after a little while with me, you won't remember that. And trust me, smart guy, this ain't the only trick up my sleeve."